The Writings of Brooke Waters

One of the biggest concerns in this galaxy is the goal of the beings of this galaxy, and the ones beyond. They came to Witches to try to understand the galaxy, in a way the Jedi couldn't. The seers of the Jedi saw the flow of the galaxy but they were not always the ones who gave the best answers. Mystics looking for the balance, struggling with light and dark, they did not always see the galaxy as a place with depths.

A place with variety.

A place with nuance.

When one comes to a Witch, at least of the Blue Coral Divers clan, they can receive many different things, from charms and protections, to a reading, a reading of the history, and the past.

With the corals, there were so many different species, that all represented aspects of the world and the galaxy. One had come to Tidehome while I was there. A traveler requested a reading. And that meant a toss of corals, other clans will use bone and assorted visera. The Blue Corals, and even the Scissorfists, for all their lack of polish, use something more clean.

The tossing did have blue corals, even chunks of the Golden Sun from Sedri, and the corals of a few other worlds. The question? That there were beings doing a far-seeking project… Where they were going was out of the main galaxy, but how they would find themselves there? Lost, but together.

Seeking.

Constantly seeking beneath the layers.

Or there were too many being with too many goals. The traveler that met with her was seeking purpose. That she knew. But she could not give him what kind of purpose he will find.

Perhaps she would bring one to the Dweller…